A master of comedy!

Chapter 89 Passing Five Tests

Under the moonlight, Master Guan was hurrying back to the opera troupe.

Before the show started tonight, Xiuxiu suddenly disappeared. He hurriedly went around looking for her, only to be told that Xiuxiu had already gone back.

Master Guan had already sensed that something was amiss.

When he stepped into Juxianlou, the opera had already begun, the gongs and drums were booming, and the suona was playing a different tune.

Ok?
He suddenly stopped in his tracks, a strange look appearing in his eyes.

The familiar sound of gongs and drums stirred something deep within him, causing emotions that had been dormant for years to surge forth.

As soon as he entered the backstage area, he was met with a barrage of strange looks, and no one dared to speak.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful, resonant, and majestic singing voice rang out.

"Then we saw enemy flags fluttering on the watchtowers and heard the resounding war drums."

"Even if Cao Cao's army comes to pursue, even if Luoyang Pass lies ahead—"

Guan, the troupe leader, listened intently to the familiar opera lyrics, then walked step by step to the edge of the stage, gazing at the figure performing on the stage.

Wearing a Confucius helmet and a green python robe with a five-clawed dragon pattern, its eyes dotted with gold, it glares angrily in all directions.

A white jade belt is fastened diagonally at the left waist, and a gold seal reading "Marquis of Hanshou" hangs on the right side. It is fitted with a silver-white fish-scale armor backrest, which gleams coldly. The four side flags are all made of blue satin with gold trim and painted with flame patterns.

With a stomp of his thick-soled tiger-head boots, the gold patterns embroidered on the toes gleamed, and the sound of his footsteps was like muffled thunder.

He wielded the Green Dragon Crescent Blade with incredible speed and power, its blade gleaming like mercury spilling onto the ground.

"With a single strike of the Azure Dragon Blade, a thousand armies scatter; with a flick of the whip—"

The singing suddenly rose, and a sustained note, like an arrow piercing the clouds, resounded through the theater like thunder.

"Riding across the fortified pass!"

"it is good!"

"color!!"

"Excellent singing voice, excellent swordsmanship!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the audience. Since Guan Gong relinquished his sword, Juxianlou had not performed Guan Gong opera for far too long.

Today, Boss Long's rendition of Guan Gong reminded them of the legendary Guan Gong troupe leader's earth-shattering cry that once shook Jiangzhou.

The fiery aura was gradually dissipating.

"I only hope to reunite with my brothers from Taoyuan, even if it means traveling a thousand miles alone and crossing countless passes!"

Guan, the troupe leader, was engrossed in watching when suddenly someone tugged at his sleeve.

Xiuxiu's face was full of apology, as if she wanted to say something, but was stopped by Master Guan.

"Shh, don't talk, listen carefully."

……

Today's performance of "Passing Five Gates" was a great success. Zhou Sheng sang it once with great enthusiasm and felt that he had no mistakes or flaws.

The cheers from the audience erupted almost every few breaths, the sound nearly lifting the roof off.

The tortoise shell and Luoshu diagrams in the sea of ​​consciousness were no longer depleted, and their brilliance reappeared.

The energy gained from this scene was actually greater than any of the previous ones.

This shows that Guan Gong plays are more popular.

Of course, after he reluctantly stepped off the stage, he was prepared to face the reprimand from the troupe leader, determined to apologize properly and endure the scolding.

After all, he felt guilty about it.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived backstage, Master Guan did not criticize them at all, but simply nodded.

"Boss Long, if you want to sing Guan Gong in the future, just sing it openly."

"Stopping my singing is my own business and has nothing to do with anyone else. In fact, I have never forbidden others from singing."

"As for this Guan Gong robe, I will keep it backstage from now on, and Mr. Long can use it as he sees fit."

Zhou Sheng was taken aback. While feeling ashamed, he also felt a sense of admiration for Guan's magnanimity.

Just as he was about to express his gratitude, he saw Hongxian do a somersault and exclaim excitedly, "Really? Then I want to play Guan Gong too, and I want to wear a python robe!"

"Go play somewhere else."

"okay."

She somersaulted away, whispering to Zhou Sheng, "Boss, next time I'll steal his treasured sword for you too. I couldn't find it this time..."

Master Guan's eyelids twitched, and he said calmly, "Hongxian, could you speak any louder? I heard everything."

After a pause, he said to Zhou Sheng, "I can lend you the Guan Gong robe, but not the Guan Dao. It is a family heirloom sword. When I sealed the sword, I swore that I would never lend it out. Please forgive me, Mr. Long."

Zhou Sheng wanted to bow in gratitude, but Guan, the troupe leader, pressed his hand down.

"Although you have stepped down from your post, you still wear a painted face and a Guan Gong beard. I cannot accept this bow from you."

Zhou Sheng was taken aback. Seeing the seriousness in the other person's eyes, he was also touched.

Guan Gong...

In Uncle Guan's heart, Guan Gong was not just a play; the heartfelt respect and piety he felt for him could not be faked.

Yao Taifeng stood to the side with expectant eyes, waiting for her master to finally speak up and give her some pointers, but unexpectedly, Master Guan stopped her there.

"Stop standing there, everyone! Quickly start the next scene!"

……

The next play is titled "Killing Xi," also known as "Killing Xi from the Tower," which tells the story of Song Jiang killing Yan Xijiao in the Water Margin.

Yan Xijiao was attracted to Zhang Wenyuan's youthful charm and began an affair with him. She even used a letter from Chao Gai to Song Jiang to threaten him, ultimately forcing Song Jiang to draw his sword and kill her.

Interestingly, Song Jiang was played by Xiao Wu, a famous martial arts actor from Juxianlou, while Yan Xijiao was played by his wife, Yun Niang. As for the philandering playboy who seduced Yan Xijiao, he was actually played by Yao Tai Feng in drag.

Zhou Sheng then understood why Yao Tai Feng was dressed as a man today.

On the stage, as Yao Tai Feng made his appearance, cheers erupted from the audience. His dashing and handsome appearance stirred the eyes of countless women.

When Yaotai Feng lightly lifted Yunniang's chin with a folding fan, a blush seemed to creep onto her face.

With such a handsome and flawless face, which woman wouldn't be mesmerized?

After removing his makeup, Zhou Sheng watched with great interest backstage. All three actors were veteran performers, and their performances were excellent, offering much to learn from.

But just as the play was halfway through, gasps suddenly rang out from the audience, and the crowd became restless.

Two figures walked in, heads held high, eyes cold, an invisible aura of authority emanating from them. Anyone who dared to block their way was kicked aside without mercy.

These spectators were all vengeful ghosts, and they also possessed fiery evil energy. Their pupils immediately turned crimson, as if they were being burned, and they wanted to fight back.

But when they saw the two people's faces clearly, they couldn't help but tremble slightly and quickly calmed down.

Clad in iron armor, with a large, ghost-headed sword at his waist, he was broad-shouldered and burly, with fierce eyes and an aura of murderous intent as he walked.

The general's personal guards!

"Stop singing! The General's Mansion is investigating a case, so get down here, all of you!"

"Get out of my way if you don't want to die!"

With a clang, the waist knife was drawn and severed the arm of a spectator.

In a real fight, the two of them would naturally be no match for so many vengeful ghosts, but their status as personal guards of the general's mansion made many viewers dare not speak out against them.

In this small Fengdu, the General's Mansion has accumulated too much power and has a terrible reputation, so no one has ever dared to provoke it.

The actors on stage were immediately affected, and many of them showed signs of panic.

But they dared not stop, because the audience in the first few rows were still engrossed in the play, oblivious to what was happening behind them.

If we hastily abandon the performance, who knows if they will tear us apart and devour us?
The two ghostly soldiers continued forward, slashing wildly with their swords without restraint, cutting off countless limbs in an instant.

The hostility in the audience's eyes was rising steadily; pairs of fiery eyes were fixed on them, ready to pounce.

Even if they feared the General's Mansion, their patience had its limits. Not only did they disturb their performance, but they were also so domineering and unreasonable that it was simply unbearable.

Just as they were preparing to counterattack, a tiger's roar suddenly rang out.

Roar!
The thunderous roar contained a power that made even the fiercest ghosts tremble; the mountain lord's might silenced all the ghosts.

A massive, striped tiger, as strong as a calf, slowly approached from behind the two ghostly soldiers, its scarlet eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

It seemed to have smelled something delicious, its saliva dripping onto the ground, and the intense demonic aura even scorched the carpet black.

"By order of the General, a city-wide search for thieves is underway. Those of you on the platform, if you don't come down soon, do you want to end up in General Hu's belly?"

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